For the fifth installment of the Mission:Impossible series Tom Cruise has employed The Usual Suspects’ Christopher McQuarrie to write and direct this flimsy but functional film. Of course, you can’t spell functional without ‘fun’ and what Rogue Nation lacks in originality and coherence, it makes up for in boyish charm...

As the credits began to roll in the movie theater, I sat there, staring blankly at the screen, and feeling brain-dead. Somewhere in the process of Ant-Man shrinking and unshrinking, and Marvel Studios totally "shrinking" its efforts to give Michael Douglas any decent lines, my brain started shrinking as well.

In the ring, a certain Billy “The Great” Hope aspires to be this generation’s Rocky by entering the dark place that swallowed LaMotta. From the stands, we see a fighter who, under the direction of Training Day’s Antoine Fuqua, displays no personal signature despite the most admirable level of commitment.

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, and the living-breathing monster of a snore sitting far too close to me, saw this artsy flick at the Los Feliz Theater, in Los Angeles. Incidentally, it was a totally fitting atmosphere. The theater's vintage looks further enhanced the movie's vintage-ness. The snores...